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Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
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Daystar Peterson
Daystar Peterson
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EDCLUSIVE
EDCLUSIVE
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Play Picasso
Play Picasso
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Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
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(This ain't workin') (This ain't workin') Give it to me two times (two times, two times) Play me for a fool, fine But play me two times, I'm the fool now Is that your new guy? Even though he isn't shit, you shitted on me Spitted on me like a shoe shine (shoe shine) See the truth is All this time I wasted on you, I feel stupid (yeah) Could've woke my savage up, could've been ruthless (oh) If it wasn't for me breakin' up that fight with you and you know You would've been toothless, lil' bitch Stayin' was just hurtin' me, I'ma hurt myself to stay Every day like yesterday, talkin' down in plenty ways Simpin' for this bitch when you know pimpin' in my résumé Knew you wasn't the one from back then and to this present day Now I see you out and wanna turn and walk the other way Wonder how it got this way, 'cause baby Things don't come before their timin' (before their timin') Every grape don't turn to wine (turn to wine) The good Lord made us in His design, and (his design) You let me know every time, this ain't workin' (yeah, yeah) Like Lauryn Hill done sing it (yeah, yeah) Baby, this ain't workin', this ain't perfect (oh, oh) I wrote all my love letters in cursive (oh) Had to be the time at the time, you was worth it, yeah Bitch (bitch) How the fuck you love a nigga and just snap out? Bitch (bitch) Don't be actin' like this dick ain't make you tap out Lil' bitch I had to say that last "bitch" a lil' softly 'Cause I know that you come with lots of lip and that's gon' cost me, yeah Play me for a fool, fine, but you done play me two time Crazy when we step out, we was wavy as a cruise line Everything that's done in dark gon' come to light in due time I guess this is due time, yeah Things don't come before their timin' (before their timin') Every grape don't turn to wine (turn to wine) The good Lord made us in His design and (his design) You let me know every time, this ain't workin' (yeah, yeah) Like Lauryn Hill done sing it (yeah, yeah) Baby, this ain't workin', this ain't perfect (oh, oh) I wrote all my love letters in cursive (oh) Had to be the time at the time, you was worth it, yeah Slide for me, slide for me Said you would ride with me, ride with me, ride with me Said you was gang with me, gang with me, gang with me What that means? It go down and you bang for me I know you even said you cared for me, cared for me But when it's dead and it's down, you ain't there for me Why would you lie to me, lie to me, lie to me? Thought we'd get married and you would be my bride to be But you were scared, you were scared, you were scared of me Got so much status, it's hard to compare to me But I ain't need you to compare, just be there for me I had to go and read that fine print carefully And so for once, won't you give to me, give to me? The way I live for you, live for me, live for me The way I reach for you, reach for me, reach for me And when I'm fallin', hold on, don't you leave for me Uh, look This ain't workin' like Lauryn Hill The field full of orange hills You cut me cold and deep in my heart in the flowin' chills Underminin' my guard, you a cough that a flu ain't kill So, don't ask me if I'm ever in my feels I got hoes pressin', shows stretchin', bitches in my low section Which question? Who am I gon' end up in they throat section? Both low and double bitches both sexin', no question Horse ass, shawty ride that dick like she was road equestrian I been stuntin' so damn hard, why was I playin' scarred? I was out there shootin' my shot Instead of bein' a team player, you was out there playin' God Now the face of our relationship fucked and it's plain scarred I hate a bitch that believe the blog Like to read the blogs, is part the reason why we gotta take the season off Told my accountant that your emotions are my leadin' cost Should've blocked your number, took your messages, delete 'em all I never thought I'd have to keep 'em just in case you was tryin' somethin' slick But fuck that shit I promise, man, the grease is off You can cut the legal off I can cut the Amex Promise next night I'm in that pussy like a leotard This ain't workin' Don't you see, I've been fightin'? (You, you) That's true, for you, you, that's true (ooh) Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh That's the way you say Don't you see, I've been fightin'? You, you, that's true Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh That's the way you say
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